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Challenging Hip-Hop Songs1. Alphabet Aerobics Blackalicious

(Now it's time for our wrap upLet's give it everything we've gotReady? Begin)

Artificial amateurs, aren't at all amazingAnalytically, I assault, animate things

Broken barriers bounded by the bomb beatBuildings are broken, basically I'm bombarding

Casually create catastrophes, casualtiesCancelling cats got their canopies collapsing

Detonate a dime of dank daily doin doughDemonstrations, Don Dada on the down low

Eatin other editors with each and every energeticEpileptic episode, elevated etiquette

Furious fat fabulous fantasticFlurries of funk felt feeding the fanatics

Gift got great global goods gone gloriousGettin godly in his game with the goriest

Hit em high, hella height, historicalHey holocaust hints hear 'em holler at your homeboy

Imitators idolize, I intimidateIn a instant, I'll rise in a irate state

Juiced on my jams like jheri curls jockin jointsJustly, it's just me, writin my journals

Kindly I'm kindling all kinds of ink onKarate kick type brits in my kingdom

Let me live a long life, lyrically lessons isLearned lame louses just lose to my livery

My mind makes marvelous moves, massesMarvel and move, many mock what I've mastered

[Nephews] nap knowin I'm nice naturallyKnack, never lack, make noise nationally

Operation, opposition, off, not optionalOut of sight, out of mind, wide beaming opticals

Perfected poem, powerful punchlinesPummelling petty powder puffs in my prime

Quite quaint quotes keep quiet it's QuannumQuarrelers ain't got a quarter of what we got uh

Really raw raps, risin up rapidlyRiding the rushing radioactivity

Super scientifical sound search soughtSilencing super fire saps that are soft

Tales ten times talented, too toughTake that, challengers, get a tune up

Universal, unique untouchedUnadulterated, the raw uncut

Verb vice lord victorious validViolate vibes that are vain make em vanished

? well would a wise wordsmith justWeaving up words weeded up, I'm a workshift

Xerox, my X-ray-diation holes extra largeX-height letters, and xylophone tones

Yellow back, yak mouth, young ones yawsYesterday's lawn yards sell our (yawn?)

Zig zag zombies, zoomin to the zenithZero in zen thoughts, overzealous rhyme ZEA-LOTS!....

(good....can you say it faster?)

2. Chemical Calisthenics Blackalicious

I can do anything

Neutron, proton, mass effect, lyrical oxidation, yo irrelevantMass spectrograph, your electron volt, atomic energy eruptingAs I get all open on betacron, gamma rays thermo crackingCyclotron and any and every micYou're on trans iridium, if you're always uraniumMolecules, spontaneous combustion, pow

Law of de-fi-nite pro-por-tion, gain-ing weightI'm every element of brown

Lead, gold, tin, iron, platinum, zinc, when I rap you thinkIodine nitrate activateRed geranium, the only difference is I transmit soundBalance was unbalanced then you add a little talent and

Careful, careful with those ingredientsThey could explode and blow up if you drop thenAnd they hit the ground

Let it flow, yo, just let it go, get back

C-O-H-O-2 wine water solution of calcium hydroxideSlobbin it, C-A-O lime will make bleach powderGalvanic metal beats stomp out louderDried ice, C-0 squared refrigerantN-O-2 makes you laugh, it's laughing gas used by the dentistsI nearly added acid glue, I'm like oil of a toil, the king of chemicalsAnd the G heat gas waved all your matsChemical change, ice point, melt all your rapsAtomic weight, hold shocks, when you callRefillable gas keep going way beyondBiotch I'm only ill with buzzin, feel the ambianceA diabetic process outta calm your assAfter I warm your ass, I'll give sodium, silicate N-O-2-S-1-O-3, a water glassBorax flexure full of brimstone sulfurBoraxic acid, hip-hop preserverC-O-2 could never put away the fireStyle aroma is scientific; the lyrical fuse would be connectedTo teach you chemical calisthenics

The Theory is that all matter is composed of at least three fundamental particlesProtons, electrons, neutrons, Protons charge is positiveBy now you've guessed electrons are probably negatively chargedNeutrons don't follow either, neutral, in the middle, only no apologiesCentered, unmoved by yin and yang ideologyNeutron, bomb songs, electron furyCosmic musical radio-activityDifferent points in joints within infinityOxygen and hydrogen alive within all types of energyWithin all types of energyWithin all types of energyWithin all types of energyWithin all types of energy, inside a world, inside a worldInside a universe, inside of me existing although I can't see it

Hydrocarbon, nitrogen cycle, ionizationHeavier than electric motor metals that weigh over a tonThis has been a chemist, Blackalicious creationClean out your desk, put your papers away cause class in almost done

This is chemistry plus calisthenicsI'm calcium plus potassium, magnesium, newspaper of sodium, sulfateYour solvent, chloroform, remedy from the normglycerin, purest form Titaniumthere is no way out, when this newfy is outof all arms vibration, forming in a [nephew]some bleachin' to teach ya religious is equal to pieces of meteorEager to be here or is it, can see here I know all of allI'ma pickin' up pretty little CindyI'm more, I'm thinkin of more,I'm cookin a potion!

3. A to G Blackalicious

--We're going to learn to hear words with vowel "A" sound....Listen with care

I be the analog arsonist, aimin at your arteriesAll-seeing abstract, analyze everythingAdding on, absolutely abolishingAverage amateur's arsenal just astonishing

--Next, we'll learn words that begin with letter "B"

I be the big, bad body rockin Bombay to boulevard bully BACKBetter bring a bomb to the battlefieldBloody black beats bringing bottoms that boomBasically build barriers bewilder buffoons

--Listen now to words that begin with letter "C"

Crazy character, constantly creating concontionsCatalyst, a cannabalistic rhymes conquerorCorrectly connecting, craniums crumble downConsistent capacity

--Next we'll hear words that start with letter "D"

Done did that done did this diddle donDomination don't dignify dictionDoin' it deep down dialect daringDoomsday dut devastate during the duration

--Listen to our song for vowel "E"

Extraterrestrial electrical, effortlessEons of energy, everyone affectedEfficiently epitomize excellentExtravagant elevate where the essence is

--"F" is the letter with which these words begin

Blackalicious got funk for the future filling up fiends finallyFabulous, furious, fatness, follow me[Nephews] fall frequently, factVerbal felon fired up federally foundation fadin' all of this wack [stuff]

-- You will listen carefully again to words with sounds for letter "G"

-I be the Gift of Gab-The man with the given gift of gab man with the gift of gab-I possess the gift of gab-Gift of gab, gab-I use my gift of gab to boast and brag in every rhyme I-Got the gift of gab-When I shoot the gift, I shoot-I use the gift of gab like a harpoon-On the serious tip, I'm equipped with a gift-The gift of gab, it don't waiver-Yo man you gotta -- Grab the mic to show you got the gift of gab

--These are the letters B, C, D, and F, and then comes the letter G.

4. Clockwork Blackalicious

We getting' ready, to start the set

It's clockwork, got workPut it in like doctors with awkwardnessMopped your whole flock upAnd walked toward yaScattered all up on the chalkboardSocrates self is thoughtlessFrom farmers to MetropolisI get these process all twistedForm mental visual opticsMy job description rock wizClock ticksI'm toxic giving oxygen to the thoughtlessIntoxicant knocking the planet off it's axisLike oxes chappin(?)Boxing compin (?) it up out thoughPeepin it looseSeeped in to youBegin in to the outro

MC is what I be about thoughThe freshest widow without thoughI can outflowAny little doubtYour little mouth throw out soTake it out thoughSo I'm a gardenerI'm a chef eatin all you carnivoresI'm an ancient Zen master philosophic thoughtComin like the Art of WarHandyman with lyrical hardwareAnd my house ain't made a gingerBut its made of an array of pages that'll slay ya like a ninjaUnemployed, no, I got workAnd my job descriptionA rap technicianFrom sun up to sun downAnd it's clockwork

Can you understand?Every beat be made with sucker DJ's plus scissors and tape

Can you understand?Lyrics that I write will put you in sound out of sight

Can you understand?Master of scratching yes is he the one slippinOr is he the real captain?

Can you understand?The way we rock keep runnin for a record around the clock

Grabbin the mic and unravelin withThe force of a javelin hitTravelin Gift of Gab and I'm itMC's are havin a fitA man and a myth with a hat of magical tricks stored in my cabina-net,Jamming and rippin the average listener cramming in it like a sandwichA bit at a timeThis critical rhyming individual will shine your pitiful kindIt's little so little that I will belittle your mindNigero tearin yo ego and spiritual flowsDivine imperialSigned and deliveredSo take time rewind and give it allYour undivided attentionDivide is in divisionSubtraction in additionSee I'm like a mathematicianEgyptologist wisdomHip-hop holy man submerging you all in my baptismSecurity guard of the rap prisonSlap rhythms into newbornsAnd birth rap ism into blunts from sacks hittin,Get em off and make fat dividendsNow that's livinSee I got workAnd my job descriptionA rap technicianFrom sun up to sun downAnd it's clockwork




Can you understand?The way we rock keep runnin for a record around the clock

One-two, one-twoThis is my mic, my rhyme, my beat and my crowd

Do I have to give up my signature?To get ya to figure it outI'm walking the path that Allah had plantedOr Jah, whoever you give your shout toIf your doubtsRip you out your physical watch your spiritual drift up outFloatin up on your way to infinityKiss the cloudsJust aboutWhen you get to the point where the alien ships are outTell em I sent you to help ya and give ya directionsWherever you're going so that you don't miss the routeSee, I send you traveling farUnadulterated clevernessAnd you'll never catch a flawI'm a hip-hop astrologistAnd my raps a shooting starI'm a bartender all into your mentalSittin at the bar ventures force injureMore injure pretenders the inventor of plenty other dullage (?)Your loving buzzin at your door like Jehovah witnesses is in the fallIf I was your landlord you wouldn't need to pay the rent at allJust give me applause whenever I floss that'll be the only costSee my occupationA rap technicianFrom sun up to sun downAnd it's clockwork and it don't stop




Can you understand?The way we rock keep runnin for a record around the block

5. Alphabet Slaughter Papoose

(A) Alert assassins at large allegedly automatic artillery angrily aimedAnd aggressivelyAccurate AK's angled all ways adversary afraid as active ammunitionAbraiseAnd accumulated an alias after arrestedAnd accompanied armed accessories as an adolescent

(B) Bridge Benz brolic burners bringin' brothers betrayer's bodiesBriefly be body banged bleedin' brothersBlaze bats in brave bashin' BROOKLYN bullets busters big biscuitsBarrels blazin' beheading [betty] boasts and bluffersBorough barricaders beat bringers brutally blast bringin' blood baths...

(C) Cover cowards corners collectin' cashConfirmed convicts commitin' crimes clappin' catsCreepin' cashiers causin' characters comas cappin' crabsChaos causin'Clearly commiting CILO cocaine capsule caps colored capturing customer'sC-NotesConfiscatin' combinatin' kids are countin' cream calculatin'Cockin' calibur chromes creatin' casualties conversatin'

(D) Dominatin' devoted dealer devastatin' determination demonstratin'Devine dedicationDebatin' drug deals demandin' dough distributedDefinitely dividing double digit dollar dividendsDrama declarin' demolishin' domain dozerDirecting dumb-dumbs doin' dummies dirty disarmin' Dojos

(E) Estimatin' onions enlarged and economicallyEqually educatin' each exercise in equalityEliminatin' expirin' enemies eradicatin'Erasin' evidence every element evacuatin'

(F) For four [friends] frontin' for fame fleein' from flamesFirin' full-fledged four-fours forcin' flesh from framesFortune fanatic, follow formats for funds faithfullyFelonies, furiously fighting for freedom fatallyFrigidally, frantic fightin' FEDS feelin' fearful finacially fortunate,Flippin' figures for fifty-fifty...

(G) Gatherin' grants grabbin' gauges gangsta ganks g's gettin greenGuess garments gleamin'Greatly gainin' g'sGhetto geniusGenuine gestures gracefully guideGovernment Generals gradually generate genocide

(H) Head hoodlum hittin' heads heavenly hypnotizin'Hire hitmen harness be holdin' heaters hospitalizin'High holdin' hammers hectically hittin' herbs homicidin'Helicopter hijackin' holdin' hostages horrifyin'

(I) Intellectually infinite imperial idol infamousInhale the Izm injecting intelligence in ignorance

(J) Jumble jum juggler jaw jabbin' jeopardizin'Jackin' jewelry jinglin' jackknife jiggin' jittery jivers

(k) Knievers, knowledge key, keep a king, keep a kingdomK-K-K killin' keenly keepin' kosher livin'

(L) Legitimate legal license LEX lastin' longevityLuxury life, language lacin' lyrical legacyLightin' L's loudly loungin' livin' large like LuthorLoadin' long Lugers lethally lullabying losers

(M) Maneuvers made miraculously, microphone majestyMusic messiah mastered money makin' mathematically

(N) Naturally naked and notorious, naughty natureNasty New York [nephew] narcotic negotiator

(O) Observator, oppression obstructin' originatorOrganized official officer oxen operator

(P) Plot participatorPlan powder pushin' premeditatedPo-Po partners patrolin' preventin' paymentProsecutin' penny pinchersPrison penalty permanent placementPackin' powerful pistols punk plea and player's playin pavement

(Q) Queen's qualifyed quantity/quality

(R) Rulers rule righteously rightfully royal rapologyReal revolutionaries rather regulate rivalryRampantly raisin' raiders rampagin' relentless rivalry

(S) Sense up snub slugs snipin' sharp shooterSmackin' soldiers silly severely shankin' stupid troopers

(T) Terrorizin' terrible thorough thug terrifyin' totin' two tecs takin'Territories thoroughly thrivin'

(U) Unifyin' ultimately upliftin' uncivilizedUnique understandin' universally utilized

(V) Visualize vocab victoriously vocalizedVersatile Vice-Versa verbals viciously victimize

(W) Why witty wisdom wage your wars wisely

(X) X-Con

(Y) Yappin' ya'll yearnin'

(Z) Zig Zag Z...

6. Worldwide Chopper Tech N9ne

Follow me, all around the planet, I run the gamut on psychologyThey could never manage, we do damage wit no apologyPick em off the planet, got a little manic cause I gotta beFrantic, Ima jam it cause Im an oddityGobble the track up like Im grabbin at my mama nakasI could pop at you, papa, cause Im partners wit Waka FlockaGimme the top of hip-hop and watch im make em rockWith a show-stopper, chakras poppin off the (Worldwide Choppers)If you anybody, you notice itTech is the pinnacle, not an identical soul as itLoaded as cold as the polar get, wrote it quick and they quoted itYo, when it exploded, the flow be hold it, cause when that motor spitA-bi-de-a, bi-de-a, never to get free of the rearBetter to get just near the mirror, ready to get near my heirsGimme the knock and Ima chop it, he came and it went tomorrowBut Ima lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas

Hit em up and get em up, I aint done, I aint did enoughTrippin when I rip it, I be the X when I split em upSorta like I was liquored up and backin up in the cupEverybody be knowin I be actin up when I buzzFrom Missouri to Canada, I be keepin the staminaIf you never been a fan of the man, the planets unanimousCan I cuss, [forget] anybody, Tech is calamitousLeave em in the dust, anybody, Tech when Im standin up

Tech is hostile, hes awfulHe really be wicked when he off in the bottleYou wit it, you dig it, you never lost the apostleHes thinkin he can give it the Poe and toss it PicassoKillin everybody off is the mottoAnd I be the only chopper thats tossed in the brothelYou said its pathetic, my head is off in the tacoI sped and you bled and you in the convo when I go

Im light yearsAhead of my peersWant some, you can come bring it right hereCant clown meDont come round meBow down, I was crowned when they found me

Check it, Im ahead of em, chop it up with the veteranA legend developin, they gotta tell im its evidentGotta notice an elephant, none of you [nephews] relevantYou delicate, Im lovin every second of this

What if I ran into you wit a Pogo stick?Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovahs Witness?Wit a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphletAnd I threw up more tracks like I was playin Hamlet?Syllable burnin, that internal damageSwing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on a hammockUnder an oak tree, like I was peelin pecansBut instead, Im peelin rappers heads, makin a sam-a-wichPick up a 22. and put a bullet inside of aMother[forget]er from Westside, a 1987 boxIm headed up, yeah, headed for bucks[Forget] em all, make em feel my dread like I had a head of locksFeelin rebuffed, like you had that shotBut I hopped on the [forgetin] beat and I worldwide choppedWanna I [forget] wit Tech N9ne, well, then fineI smoke a beat wit Mr. Busta Rhymes, well, sure, why not?Really dont need to show any more of my cockBut I run across the stadium in a pair of your socksIn a trenchcoat wit the pencil and a watchThen drop a verse before you can focus to beat the clocksSlumerican is out of controlHeat it up, beat it up, then I gotta goBut Im a dump truck, just send another loadPeter Piper dump a pile of peppers in your throatsWit an alien probe


Like I gotta focus up in my rhythmOr loosen the venom and hit em and give em astig-a-ma-tismAnd then Ima spit em somethin so full of vengeanceThat everybodyll wanna devour the pieces of my enemies cause of cannibalismBreakin em off into particles, they get in a predicamentThat be never reversible cause a [nephew] be too versatileMakin you nervous, you could never compete with the colonelI burn you, Im an immortal, and thats the reason I murder youFocus on my hocus pocus and make a likkle magicAfter I wreck and check ya, then ya best pick a better habitCause Im an anomaly, able to give a lobotomyTo any mother[forget]er challengin my astronomyHoppin out, I dont stop when the flame stoneNow one of the most popular choppers and my names knownThrowin it up in the air, takin it thereWe W-W-C, if you cant keep up, shoulda stayed homeMy-my-my alien knowledge be makin other astronomersWelcome to Los Angeles, a discovery of palentologySo play me and Ima be shinin on them hatersIm finna be usin it as energy, watch how radiant Ima beLike a helicopter when the words flyEntire families all the way out to you girl dieIf I catch you [forgetin] with the most intricate lyricistsOr even try to stop us cause we choppers and we worldwideAnd Im


See how they ask when Ima stomp on my dudeAnd when Ima cock it and pop it, and what Ima drop on my dudeInevitably, instead Ima be the most incredible dudeTo ever spit on the record and put it together, my dudeAnd then they ask What in the world is you provin?What, when you already the best? And what the [heck] is he doin?Well, Ima be choppin and cuttin and breakin and beatin and shakinAnd [forgetin] everything up til there aint no further mistakinAnd bustin everything up like a [forgetin] angry JamaicanAnd shuttin everything up, specially the ones who be hatinThey lovin everything until I got em stutterin stupidYou hear em now? D-d-d-d-dont do-do-do-do it!P-P-P-Please? Wh-wh-wh-why you gotta t-try us?W-w-w-w-we already know that you be the nicest!And now Ima come and kill em, get em, hit em, and finish emAnd bang em in the head and diminish em, and then IllHit em again at a minimum, repeat comin to kill emThen he be gotta be drillin em, thinkin They gotta be feelin im!Spittin lithium, see the way a [nephew] be spillin em?And gettin em stupid to the point where theres no forgivin im?Hopin youre listenin and youre payin attentionAnd youre witnessin the way that I be crushin on the micAnd gettin in the zone, I be flattenin and packin inPeople from the front to the back andThey got me actin a fool, Im blackin, [nephew]Now Im home!


Like fire annihilate me father retire instantlyIm choppinem, call me Michael Myers in my vicinityThe way I be killin em with rhythm, it get illegitimateThe Yela will finish and end any predicamentAnd the enemies in the vicinity, I gotta mack upThey know they can never get wit me whenever they mention meThe hands of a lyrical criminal, more deadly than chemicalsCheck my resume, they say that your boys biblical

I hit em wit venom and get up in emI bend em and send em and you can feel meDiggin up in your brain and bringin the pain, and yall fin wanna kill meFillin em with that fury, get up and hurry, you can feel the RemyComin in wit that [stuff], Im havin a fit, and you will never peel meOff of you when Im on top of you, look at the WYou been poppin off, Ima hit em up wit a bullet to the (Brain!)You can look into the eyes of a heathen, breathin, youre fiendinAnd dreamin to find a demon name Insane, Im a worldwide (Chopper)

7. Ratatattat Twista

Sucker wack vicks, I ratatattat tactics, givin em black kicksMufflin up the mic with funky black licksTricks, I be rippin em like hocus pocus, focus on the funk, geeTung be runnin away like a punk beRockin, droppin the funk of the manifestation that'll be dopeScope the point of being wack? Nope, never & no-noA dancer like a go-go? Oh noMy lip be sort of kickin sort of funky like a hoboSucker, I'm like a hype hip-hop gangster gettin dumbInstead of shooting guns I shoot the tongueStyle Pacino, I'm gunnin em up controllin your casinoFunky like a wino, rhino-dyno like dinoComin around the corner cappin sucker ducks who be tryin to wreck mineBut my lyrical tongue is like a Tec-9, wastin emLook at me spillin juice, loose to chasin emCut them like tomatoes, then be tomat-pastin emFacin em, gun to tongue, let's see who'll win this gang memberI'm droppin em like a leaf in September to NovemberFroze in December, rock over October, so rememberWhen I shoot the Tec-9 tongue - timberRatatattat

RatatattatWhat's the sound of a gatRatatattatWhat's the sound of a gatRatatattatWhat's the sound of a gatRatatattatShow em how the Tung smacksRatatattatShow em how the Tung smacksRatatattatShow em how the Tung smacksRatatattatShow em how the Tung smacksRatatattat

Prr-prrrr.. buck em downSucker ducks, comin to pluck em downHope the hip hype hip-hop horn struck em downClimbin, I'm never rhymin Simple like Simon but I'ma do what Simon saidHe told me to put that head to bedGivin an eyeful, funky rhythm of a tongue will stifleTrifle cause I pop the tongue like a rifleWatch the funky words pounceFrom my mouth watch 40 bounceCappin a sucker duck like a 40 ounceSome flows are wack, but as for me I cause a catastropheLike callin Allah God steppin to me is blasphemyI shoot the tongue like a machine gunKnow what I mean, son?A chunky spunky tongue if you ever seen oneCops, I give em props, they cap men, mostly black menMouth will pack, then smack em like a Mack-10Bop - another head flown like a frisbee, it is meThe clips from my lips could drop a GrizzlyHear me vick, I pack a kick for the ballistic, animalisticYou didn't know my tongue was this quickCops that be cappin thinkin that be spunkyWatch I hit them with the lyric and then I'm cut em up with a funkyRatatattat

RatatattatWhat's the sound of a gatRatatattatWhat's the sound of a gatRatatattatWhat's the sound of a gatRatatattatShow em how the Tung smacksRatatattatShow em how the Tung smacksRatatattatShow em how the Tung smacksRatatattatShow em how the Tung smacksRatatattat

Poppin and poppin and poppin the flow of the hip hype hop rhythmI bust caps like I've been hittin false teeth with rapsRip your show apart, I know you got no heart to start, I flow artI got the style that even Humphrey couldn't BogartSyllable serum, suckers hear come a style to smack a manAnd it be sort of like a smack of Jackie ChanI pop the funky gun of hip hop, I hop with hipsDroppin battle ships I put the automatic clips up into my lipsFunky like a drunk, I buck em like a hunterMy rifle will make em stifle like Edith BunkerSuckers I tag em, my rhythm'll rag em, drag emThey felt the funky flow of the formula .44 MagnumMinimum against the maximum, cracks a maximusCharge tax and dust, thinkin about waxin usDJ Jihad will slice em like lardCheck out the funky cut, rocks god be gunnin em up like buckshotsCappin a brother if he come in a centimeterComin to drop the style of Tung and then I bet I'm gonna beat yaShootin like mi Uzi, I re-arrange a fella featureFilimeter, mi funky rhythm is like a 9 millimeterRatatattat

8. From Da Tip Of My Tung Twista

Droppin a flow like this be breakin the suckersAnd rippin the rhythm and showin I'm bringin the feel of my tongueAnd be makin em manifest that I be rockin the youngFlowin this style I be singin and bringinIt's breakin the people and go in the mind of a teenBe makin em hear it and manifest up in him that I'm a star to becomeQuick the lyrical style I'ma kickYou better catch the rhythm of itCause hip-hop is becomin complicated, never be left hungBringin a style like this kinda quick and crispA lyrical twist be comin from Chi-TownI know that hip-hoppers all over will be stung

(How was the rhyme brung?)Frum the tip of my tungFrum the tip of my tungFrum the tip of my tungFrum the tip of my tungFrum the tip of my tungFrum the tip of my tungFrum the tip of my tung(How was the rhyme brung?)Frum among the tip of my tung

Rock the style of my second verse like that of my firstBe showin the hip-hop hypes my types of flowin, but not the best of TFrom an imagination this was took, a mental crookStirring this up like a chef or cookI hear them say give me the recipeBreakin this off in the fashion of an erection of an adventurous styleThat I'ma use to just confuse and smart people then go dumbYou say me style be wack cause y'all can't manifest what I be sayinThink I'm a lyrical midget, watch me then say fee-fi-fo-fumFlowin this like a veteran that I'm incredible is what they be stung byWhen I'ma give in a flow of the funk I erect like a wee-weeThen see me gee, we be DJ Jihad and T.T.Steppin and then I'ma find a lyrical line that'll flow from me like peepeeRockin and me stylin, rockin and me stylin, wildinThem say me tracks be wack, I just sip them like them cocoLoco, a lyrical thing I sling and cling like Sing-Sing, merciless like MingWatch me come and stiff in em like a photoFunky, funky, funky stylin, wildinI'ma drop in a flow that breaks and takes a lyrical wiz to wax a funky scholarFlowin a hyper type of song that I sung from the lungBreakin em up in a snap, I think that I better thank Allah


Face the lyrical rhythm of this lick I throw in a blister of a bodyBreakin em up so quick that I can even bruise hairRyhthm will rock blocks and funky track dropsDon't wanna come in the door but when you're hearin thisDo I hear a 'knock-knock who's there'?Twista breakin em off in a magical rhythmous manifestation of a lyrical racinChasin suckers that my funky rhythm electsWrote this, quote this, notice how I wreckMy funky hoocus pocus broke his neck


9. Razzamatazz / Jazzamatazz Twista

Oh - back again makin the rhythm kick jazzUsed to be wick-wack, now I got funky pizzazzIdryss'll do my fade-up cause he cuts em like classAnd the chicks want me to lick cause I'm too quick, I think I'll passDollars, if I don't fold em, I roll em like a boloOther steppin to brothers cause he be God? Oh noG-o-d, I be not he, it's true, don't call me locoAnd my man Eric the Wiz will stir the mini mix up like CocoCut like Michael Myers, start up fires, I'm a scar hardThinkin I be wimpy, I just simply rip em far apartAnsaars in New York, I know that you know that you are GodThis brother's from Chicago, so I guess I'm a ChigagodRhythm is my producer of rhythms on the waxThe posse Lower Level be kickin some funky tracksNever ask, I ax, I get madder than MaxDiggem smacks, if they try to tax I play em like a sax

Rock - me call it what?(Razzamatazz)Rock - me call it what?(Jazzamatazz)

Styles, I hand em, I brand em like cattlecakesBetter get flows from your bros if a battle takesI hear a hiss, the tale of a taddle shakesBacks this breaks givin aches to the rattlesnakesI get spunky with funky stylinRhythms I flow, I kick them wild andTryin to get with the styles I'm pilinFor your sob story I better get the violinCome again - watch a fun one constructI don't like sissy chickens and I hate a sucker duckSome label me a sucker because ducks I like t pluckThe only way I be a sucker is if women wanna suckAlways goin broke so I don't dig into my stashI'm cool as Brian Robbins on the show _Head of the Class_If you don't get the picture, make the camera go flashWhen this rhythm was a baby, doc spanked him on his - jaz


Study my culture, soar like a vultureMy teacher Marvin Howard will create my sculptureI'm kickin Islam, some brothers try to bombFacts can harm but I still say SalaamSometimes I blush, bust and leave pussHush if I must, plus I don't forget to flushWith suckers I fuss, thought I was soft like a slushChicagods crush cause they think toys r usHip (hip what) hopThis funky hip (hip what) hopIs funky hip (hip what) hopThis funky hip (hip what) hop'll make a drip (drip what) dropI like to rip (rip what) shopI always slip (slip what) copsReachin the tip (tip what) topCome in againBuck-buck, my rhythm be knockin at the do'Mi stamina rock, mi stamina rock, bloodclot, I do not knowWhy they judge me by one rap and say too fast I flowEven though I kinda thought I said it slow - oh


10. Mista Tung Twista Twista

Let the Cavalier Tung kiss ya, it's the Mista Tung TwistaPumpin a rhythm, a lyrical stylerMy tongue'll be flingin a funky pile ofLyrical rhymes that's breakin em off in the mind, I be flowin em holy, I'mKickin the funky Islam, my lyricals slippin em like petroleum, slowly I'mPumpin the flow of the lyric, I'm breakin em off with the radical textureI'm one brother you could never get next taFlex your style, I'm gonna give em a lyrical pump of the rhythm of CavAnd crackin em up with the word of the wiseI be bringin em up in the flow of the funky dialectI elect a flow for suckers that try a wreckI spark the light of a head and be wakin em up and then cause a fly effectI insist ya lay with the path of my rhythm and follow me like a scriptureFlowin this from my lung, a tongue twisterMista, my style'll be makin a dent and be leavin the tracks bentSteppin is the lyrical black gent, my Nubian accentBreakin em up and then makin em take in the smell of my funk I be kickin up in emAnd then I'ma give em a lick of my lyrical lollypop, I'm gonna bring em into my doctrineRock, then the rhythm'll makin the clock spin blackwardsThe funk of the rhythm'll snap, crackle and pop, then flow, ohI'm makin em follow the path of a God and my track'll be blacker than CocoaThis lyric I'm makin is dope, don't call it so-soDon't dis the Tung TwistaLeavin the suckers soft as a whisper, Tung kiss ya like a sisterThen I'ma let it be known that it's the way that I throwThat's makin the funk of the lyrical glowAnd how I tell it, yo Cav is kickin a funkedelic flow, and oh, my fist'llSwing at the rhythm of suckers, then I'm gonna give em a Tung blisterIt's the Mista Tung Twista

My tongue is spinninI follow with Allah and the Father be stoppin the Cavalier from sinninThe lyrical rhythm beginning and then in the endinI ratatattat tactics, give em black kicksFlow of the lyric I'm pumpin and rappin em up is dope as a crack fixWack? It's - funky, I'm greaterNever to step at the lyrical dictator, a state ofShock is what I put a sucker into, then to mentallyGo with the smell I be stylin, gee, funky is what the scent'll beHarmin this? Uh-uh, the Cavalier's kickin my charm in thisSimply because I'm in this, I'm as dope as a pharmacistCalmin this? Hype as a rattle be shakin and rippin the rhythmAnd breakin up into a sweat, I be workin the lyrical servin a suckerSo never come near a, lyricist Cavalier - ahRock the flow of the lyrical rhythm be shinin like a mirrorHear a sucker step at the Twist, ya gotta be goin like this to beat meThe funk of the lyric will flow from me like peepeeYou caught a work of my tongue as I be flow flowin like waterCrackin em up with a flow and sort of slaughter I oughta?? I'm bracin Nubian nations, race and chasinMy tongue your tastin, a quick pace and facin lyrical wastinTungs'll be cut like Jason, racinTung Twista rocks, your lip'll lockMy tongue'll be makin a tick tick or tick tock to Nubian hip-hopFlip-flopped, a flow when I wrote thisKickin and makin some hocus pocus, focusTongue will be flippin just like this I'ma locusGivin a diagnosis for TwisterosisCrackin a mouth and them makin em ache I'ma put em up into a comaYou're sniffin dope aromaI'm blendinI'm able to break up a sucker that you might send inThe funk of the lyrical rhythm beginninSpinnin the suckers around like a dollarBe makin em holler kickin the funk of a lyrical scholarI pray to Allah, I'm makin this funky like I'm a hoboThrow better than bolo, ya thinkin that he can battle my soloJust say oh no cause that's a no-noWhen I be smellin the funk of my flow, joI'm pumpin this up and breakin this in with a lyrical, then say hahaTake titles, then say ta-taI'm rippin a rap and then rockin a rhythm and ring in my tongue I'ma bend emAnd flow with a lyric it's steppin inside emAnd get with the funk I be pumpin up in emWith this and it's theYeah - Tung Twista

The Boogieman was speaking, he said, what's up Mista TwistaDon't you know that Nubians ain't never supposed to whisperTalkin behind my back is makin it seem like it's a rumorSo tell me fact to face when you can decide to come to JumaDon't say your name backwards because you don't like CavPlayed to the left by def and I'm gonna eff up the right halfThe sucker descendant of Canaan, I'ma let my pizzazz wreckI'm speakin this to the devil that calls his self an AztecYou ain't a Puerto-Rican, know what I'm speakin, Islam you're seekinYou might as well open the doors of a church and become a deaconDon't step to me, speakin the pep to me about what your rep'll beCrept to me because I let them see that you had leprosyThem suckers that be dissin me I simply just insist yaStop steppin against the Mista Tung Twista

11. Runnin Off At Da Mouth Twista

Runnin -My lyrics are cunnin, vocabulary is stunnin, son of a gun, andI'm rankin at one, makin it fun and takin my gun, andLoadin, explodin, causin harm, poppin and droppin a bombBreakin it down like Imaam, so be calm, cause see, I'mThe capable, no mistakable, makin the unbreakable breakableAble to hook em like cable cause Sinister Def ain't stableNo deceivin and weavin a web, I be leavin a stain in your brain and bustin your veinPickin and kickin a style I be lickin and shakin and bakin and makin it rainSimple and plain, I smoke em like hickory dickory dock, it's time to clockSo brothers I mop, the bigger they drop, so stop, Tung Twista, pop

Gotta be that it be lyrical hip-hopRockin a rhythm, I never stop-drop, I'm gonna give em a popFlowin this up and breakin the suckers up off of the mic and then rip it to shredsI be kickin and makin the people come off in a rageAnd my lyrical magic I'm makin and movin, I label this funkyOh, this dope rhythm I throw be pump-pump-pumpin em up in the mindAnd be bringin em up into hypenessThis funky tempo I throw, I know that I be slappin the dope hypeness up in emAnd then I'ma bend em a lyrical rhythmI throw with the tongue, be leavin em hung amongThis style I be throwin to tangle the mind of a suckerThen label it lyricalismAnd scopin em in a prismAnd givin a lyrical flow that will fizz emI tackle a rhythm and break it up, only my lyric was leftMy Tung Twista is def first, let me take a deep breathFlowin the lyrical magic of mine I be moppin and sweepinAnd breakin em up and then makin em break in a sweatI be makin em jump and then sit up and lift the styleI be kickin and poppin the rhythm I'm rockin and pumpinThe lyrics I put up inside em be makin em rockAnd a flow of the rhythm I'm bringin into the micI'm gonna give em a concept, never let a con stepTo what I be givin the crowd that be makin em hype and then leavin a con sweptBreakin the suckers up into chunks, I be leavin em sinkin deeper than southI'm gonna twist this up funky, T.T. be runnin off at the mouth(Indeed)

Run off, run off, run off, run off at the mouth

Listen to the tongue twist, twistin is the TungBecause of my trickery my tongue is slipperyThis style is wild I brungTerrible, tragical, mystical, magical, wreck in a secondThe ladies I'm checkin and trickinYou think that I'm sickenin, hoes be kickin when I stick it inI got the enemy jumpin like Jimny like it was ten of meTry to be friend of me, suckin my simileIf I'm ill, then give me the rememdyI'm bakin like Daxon, waxin, givin em facts just like a lawyerCause Sinister Def be runnin off at the mouth like LatoyaB-b-buck em down, see, buck em downB-b-buck em down, see, buck em downB-b-buck em down, see, buck em downB-b-buck em down, see, buck em downCome again

Rhythms be comin, a radical phenomenon fillimeterBe makin a magical matter be that I beRatatattat a flow of my tongue energy, ICrush them, them can't overcome the power to humAnd breakin the minimum competator, geeMiracle metamorphosis is breakin em off in thisLyrical matter becomin a rhythmous venomous pop quizI'm rockin this as of his and crackin em up with a plop fizzLyrical wiz, never a wanna-be, gonna be rippin em up into particlesThen I'ma come in the pitiful puppet's mindSeekin a rhythm and you shall findMe rockin the funk of the rhythm, me stamina crammin em up in a t lineBe devine, me lyrical purrrrfection, a funky felineCappin a crowd with a mic and then makin em manglePumpin a fist, they tangleLyrics so funky even Bo JanglesLeavin angels, spinnin my tongueAnd if you never come into cheer me, I say cheerio, heroMe rhythm will float like a boat, let's see how he flowMy freedom of speech I'm a reach up against your lyrical flowin, a stylerJammin and droppin a rhythm and poppin em up with the funk of a wilderHoly sorcerer oughta come get with the funk of a slow soloBolo wanna throw but I show that a funky pro go, still wanna flow? Oh noSlo-ow, oh-oh, I step when sendin men deeper than southLyrical Sinister Def And T.T., we be g runnin off at the mouth

Run off, run off, run off, run off at the mouth

12. Fastest Rhyme Young MC

Ahh Young MC that is my nameand rocking it for you is my gameIt is my game but whattayalikeThe Young MC is on the micOn the mic and in the placeI'm rockin it to the vicious faceThe vicious face the vicious houseI'm really gonna make you hypnotizedHypnotized within your brainYou're rockin it to the break of dawnThe break of dawn the break of DCause my name is the Young MCYoung MC is what I'm calledI'm not too heavy not too tallI'm not too tall I'm never the wackThe Young MC give a heart attackHeart attack is what they giveI'm really gonna make you want to liveYou want to live you want to dieYou're rockin the vicious can't denyCan't deny is what you hearYou're rockin the days week month and yearMonth and year and month and dayI'm really gonna take your breath awayBreath away your breathalizierMy my life is synthesizeSynthesizer music machineRock the house you know what I meanWhat I mean is what I sayReally gonna rock the house todayYou rock today you rock tonightYou're gonna really do it rightDo it right and do it for emI'm gonna really make you sing a songYou sing a song called 'With the Glee'Cause my name is the Young MC

Other Challenging Songs1. Technologic Daft Punk

Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it,Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,Lock it, fill it, call it, find it,View it, code it, jam - unlock it,Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,Cross it, crack it, switch - update it,Name it, rate it, tune it, print it,Scan it, send it, fax - rename it,Touch it, bring it, Pay it, watch it,Turn it, leave it, start - format it.

TechnologicTechnologicTechnologicTechnologic

Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it,Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,Lock it, fill it, call it, find it,View it, code it, jam - unlock it,Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,Cross it, crack it, switch - update it,Name it, rate it, tune it, print it,Scan it, send it, fax - rename itTouch it, bring it, pay it, watch it,Turn it, leave it, start - format it.

Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it,Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,Drag and drop it, zip - unzip itTouch it, bring it, pay it, watch it,Turn it, leave it, start - format it.

Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,Cross it, crack it, switch - update it

Lock it, fill it, call it, find it,View it, code it, jam - unlock it,Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it,Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,

Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,Cross it, crack it, switch - update it,Name it, rate it, tune it, print it,Scan it, send it, fax - rename it,Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it,Turn it, leave it, start - format it.

Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it,Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,Cross it, crack it, switch - update it,Name it, rate it, tune it, print it,Scan it, send it, fax - rename it,Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it,Turn it, leave it, start - format it.

Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it,Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,Lock it, fill it, call it, find it,View it, code it, jam - unlock it,Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,Cross it, crack it, switch - update it,Name it, rate it, tune it, print it,Scan it, send it, fax - rename it,Touch it, bring it, pay it, watch it,Turn it, leave it, start - format it.

Technologic TechnologicTechnologicTechnologicTechnologic TechnologicTechnologicTechnologicTechnologic TechnologicTechnologicTechnologic

2. It's The End Of The World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine) REM

That's great, it starts with an earthquakeBirds and snakes, an aeroplane, and Lenny Bruce is not afraid

Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churnWorld serves its own needs, don't misserve your own needsFeed it up a knock, speed, grunt, no, strengthThe ladder starts to clatter with a fear of height, down, heightWire in a fire, represent the seven gamesAnd a government for hire and a combat siteLeft her, wasn't coming in a hurry with the Furies breathing down your neck

Team by team, reporters baffled, trumped, tethered, croppedLook at that low plane, fine, thenUh-oh, overflow, population, common groupBut it'll do, save yourself, serve yourselfWorld serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleedTell me with the Rapture and the reverent in the right, rightYou vitriolic, patriotic, slam fight, bright lightFeeling pretty psyched

It's the end of the world as we know itIt's the end of the world as we know itIt's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine

Six o'clock, TV hour, don't get caught in foreign towerSlash and burn, return, listen to yourself churnLock him in uniform, book burning, bloodlettingEvery motive escalate, automotive incinerateLight a candle, light a motive, step down, step downWatch your heel crush, crush, uh-ohThis means no fear, cavalier, renegade and steering clearA tournament, a tournament, a tournament of liesOffer me solutions, offer me alternatives, and I decline

It's the end of the world as we know it (I had some time alone)It's the end of the world as we know it (I had some time alone)It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine (It's time I had some time alone)I feel fine (I feel fine)

It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone)It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone)It's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine (It's time I had some time alone)

The other night I dreamt a nice continental drift divideMountains sit in a line, Leonard BernsteinLeonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce, and Lester BangsBirthday party, cheesecake, jellybean, boomYou symbiotic, patriotic, slam but neck, right? Right


It's the end of the world as we know itIt's the end of the world as we know itIt's the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine (It's time I had some time alone)



(It's time I had some time alone)

3. Subterranean Homesick Blues Bob Dylan

Johny's in the basementMixing up the medicineI'm on the pavementThinking about the governmentThe man in the trench coatBadge out, laid offSays he's got a bad coughWants to get it paid offLook out kidIt's somethin' you didGod knows whenBut you're doin' it againYou better duck down the alley wayLookin' for a new friendThe man in the coon-skip capIn the big penWants eleven dollar billsYou only got ten.

Maggie comes fleet footFace full of black sootTalkin' that the heat putPlants in the bed butThe phone's tapped anywayMaggie says that many sayThey must bust in early MayOrders from the DALook out kidDon't matter what you didWalk on your tip toesDon't try, 'No Doz'Better stay away from thoseThat carry around a fire hoseKeep a clean noseWatch the plain clothesYou don't need a weather manTo know which way the wind blows.

Get sick, get wellHang around an ink wellRing bell, hard to tellIf anything is goin' to sellTry hard, get barredGet back, write BrailleGet jailed, jump bail Join the army, if you failedLook out kidYou're gonna get hitBut losers, cheatersSix-time usersHang around the theatersGirl by the whirlpoolLookin' for a new foolDon't follow leadersWatch the parkin' meters.

Ah get born, keep warmShort pants, romance, learn to danceGet dressed, get blessedTry to be a successPlease her, please him, buy giftsDon't steal, don't liftTwenty years of schoolin'And they put you on the day shiftLook out kidThey keep it all hidBetter jump down a manholeLight yourself a candleDon't wear sandalsTry to avoid the scandalsDon't wanna be a bumYou better chew gumThe pump don't work'Cause the vandals took the handles.

4. The Times They Are A-Changin Bob Dylan

Come gather 'round peopleWherever you roamAnd admit that the watersAround you have grownAnd accept it that soonYou'll be drenched to the boneIf your time to youIs worth savin'Then you better start swimmin'Or you'll sink like a stoneFor the times they are a-changin'.

Come writers and criticsWho prophesize with your penAnd keep your eyes wideThe chance won't come againAnd don't speak too soonFor the wheel's still in spinAnd there's no tellin' whoThat it's namin'For the loser nowWill be later to winFor the times they are a-changin'.

Come senators, congressmenPlease heed the callDon't stand in the doorwayDon't block up the hallFor he that gets hurtWill be he who has stalledThere's a battle outsideAnd it is ragin'It'll soon shake your windowsAnd rattle your wallsFor the times they are a-changin'.

Come mothers and fathersThroughout the landAnd don't criticizeWhat you can't understandYour sons and your daughtersAre beyond your commandYour old road isRapidly agin'Please get out of the new oneIf you can't lend your handFor the times they are a-changin'.

The line it is drawnThe curse it is castThe slow one nowWill later be fastAs the present nowWill later be pastThe order isRapidly fadin'And the first one nowWill later be lastFor the times they are a-changin'.

5. KMAG YOYO Hayes Carll

Ah, Daddy joined the air force, said it was a good sourcedanger, love and money but it only led to divorceended up in Abilene, working at a Dairy Queenput me in the Army on the day that I turned seventeenhere I am standing in the desert with a gunthought of going AWOL but Im too afraid to rungot myself a new plan, stealing from the Talibanmake a little money turning poppies into heroinsergeant didnt like it so they put me in a holesaid its easy shooting when they dont know when to gothrew me on a lily pad sent me home to NORAD.I knew Id be in trouble but I didnt think I didnt think itd be this bad

A stranger wearing all black met me on the tarmactold him I was sorry but I aint ever going back.he said you aint in trouble son learn to fire without a gungot a new assignment a workin for the Pentagongonna take a chip wouldnt tell me what its forgotta serve your country gonna help us win the warMIT, Phds night and day they tested meaint what I was thinking but Im being all I can beI aint no genius but I knew it wasnt righteatin uppers in the morning LSD at nightsent me off to deep space help em with the arms raceola, me oh my this [stuff] has got a funny tasteI think I hear the countdownhundred feet above the groundtold me when Im leaving but a nothing about a coming down.sitting on a bad dream1000 pounds of gasoline.aint leaving nothing but some rubble in my slip stream.Momma always said I should be aiming for the moonnever would have guessed it Ill be passing by soon.how the helld I get here blasting thru the atmospheredrop the rocket boosters and Im shifting into high gear.Bowie on the system and a bottle on my kneeArmstrong aint got nothing on me.Ay O here we goKMAG YOYO someone want a git megotta come up where the sun dont go

I think I see a bright light something about it aint right.lay down in a space ship woke up in a fire fight.tripping from the morphinecame down in a bad sceneGod dont let me die here. I aint even nineteen.I wont ever ask you Lord for anything againswear it on the Bible Torah Korandying in a Rhino tracktrying to have a heart attackIED got to mesomeone call the medivacI need some fixin after where it is Ive beennever gonna go and try to shoot a gun again.slipping out the back doorgonna join the Peace Corp.tell me Im a hero nowsomeone else can fight this war.

6. Down The Road Tonight Hayes Carll

Thrift store cowboys, five and dime junkies Red dirt plowboys, asphalt monkeys Holy rollers, signal callers Truck stop angels, backstreet brawlers Van Zandt groupies, guitar slingers Hallelujah gospel singers Freight-train mamas, pistol shooters My first girlfriend works at Hooters Beans and biscuits in my cupboard Listen to Ray Wylie Hubbard All gone down on the road tonight

Drunken angels, blacktop racers Holy rollers, whiskey chasers Lonestar drinkers, midnight ramblers Dirt road divas, highway gamblers Moonshine mamas, panty droppers Dhali Llamas, ol' pill poppers High-school heroes, back row preachers Pool hall hustlers, tantric teachers Teenage cuties politickin' Harry Krishna feed me chicken All gone down on the road tonight

Blue jean babies, old heartbreakers Had a party with some Quakers Heartworn highways, country singers Radio's full of old right-wingers Session players, duct tape dealers Outlaw country, hubcap stealers Ain't no money in my wallet Broke again is what they call it My Grandmother's name was Spiller Michael Jackson peaked at Thriller All gone down on the road tonight

Jukebox gypsies, Mustang Sally's Don't go walkin' down dark alleys Needle pushers, horn rimmed glasses Rhinestone jumpsuit, backstage passes Blue plate specials, Luanne platters Japanese is all that matters Broken arrows, Gulf Coast kickers "Who's your daddy?" bumper stickers Dah dah dah dah dah dah dahhh Ha-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah Ah yeah, aw uh duntdunt

Outro: (Spoken: "I'm outta words, people...that's all I got! Americanawoman...hip shake with me baby!")

7. Ive Been Everywhere Johnny Cash

I was totin' my pack along the dusty Winnemucca road,When along came a semi with a high an' canvas-covered load."If you're goin' to Winnemucca, Mack, with me you can ride."And so I climbed into the cab and then I settled down inside.He asked me if I'd seen a road with so much dust and sand.And I said, "Listen, I've traveled every road in this here land!"

I've been everywhere, man.I've been everywhere, man.Crossed the desert's bare, man.I've breathed the mountain air, man.Of travel I've had my share, man.I've been everywhere.

I've been to:Reno, Chicago, Fargo, Minnesota,Buffalo, Toronto, Winslow, Sarasota,Wichita, Tulsa, Ottawa, Oklahoma,Tampa, Panama, Mattawa, La Paloma,Bangor, Baltimore, Salvador, Amarillo,Tocapillo, Baranquilla, and Perdilla, I'm a killer.


I've been to:Boston, Charleston, Dayton, Louisiana,Washington, Houston, Kingston, Texarkana,Monterey, Faraday, Santa Fe, Tallapoosa,Glen Rock, Black Rock, Little Rock, Oskaloosa,Tennessee to Tennesse Chicopee, Spirit Lake,Grand Lake, Devils Lake, Crater Lake, for Pete's sake.


I've been to:Louisville, Nashville, Knoxville, Ombabika,Schefferville, Jacksonville, Waterville, Costa Rica,Pittsfield, Springfield, Bakersfield, Shreveport,Hackensack, Cadillac, Fond du Lac, Davenport,Idaho, Jellico, Argentina, Diamantina,Pasadena, Catalina, see what I mean-a.


I've been to:Pittsburgh, Parkersburg, Gravelbourg, Colorado,Ellensburg, Rexburg, Vicksburg, Eldorado,Larimore, Admore, Haverstraw, Chatanika,Chaska, Nebraska, Alaska, Opelika,Baraboo, Waterloo, Kalamazoo, Kansas City,Sioux City, Cedar City, Dodge City, what a pity.


8. We Didnt Start The Fire Billy Joel

Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray,South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio,

Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, televisionNorth Korea, South Korea, Marilyn Monroe,

Rosenbergs, H-bomb, Sugar Ray, PanmunjomBrando, "The King and I" and "The Catcher in the Rye"

Eisenhower, vaccine, England's got a new queen,Marciano, Liberace, Santayana goodbye

We didn't start the fireIt was always burningSince the world's been turningWe didn't start the fireNo we didn't light itBut we tried to fight it

Joseph Stalin, Malenkov, Nasser and ProkofievRockefeller, Campanella, Communist Bloc,

Roy Hn, Juan Peron, Toscanini, dacron,Dien Bien Phu falls, "Rock Around the Clock"

Einstein, James Dean, Brooklyn's got a winning team,Davy Crockett, Peter Pan, Elvis Presley, Disneyland,

Bardot, Budapest, Alabama, Krushchev,Princess Grace, "Peyton Place", trouble in the Suez

Little Rock, Pasternak, Mickey Mantle, Kerouac,Sputnik, Chou En-Lai, "Bridge on the River Kwai"

Lebanon, Charlse de Gaulle, California baseball,Starkweather, homicide, children of thalidomide,

Buddy Holly, "Ben Hur", space monkey, Mafia,Hula hoops, Castro, Edsel is a no-go,

U-2, Syngman Rhee, payola and Kennedy,Chubby Checker, "Psycho", Belgians in the Congo,

Hemingway, Eichmann, "Stranger in a Strange Land"

Dylan, Berlin, Bay of Pigs invasion,

"Lawrence of Arabia", British Beatlemania,Ole Miss, John Glenn, Liston beats Patterson,

Pope Paul, Malcolm X, British politician sex,JFK, blown away, what else do I have to say?

Birth control, Ho Chi Minh, Richard Nixon back again,Moonshot, Woodstock, Watergate, punk rock,

Begin, Reagan, Palestine, terror on the airline,Ayatollah's in Iran, Russians in Afghanistan,

"Wheel of Fortune", Sally Ride, heavy metal suicide,Foreign debts, homeless vets, AIDS, crack, Bernie Goetz,

Hypodermics on the shores, China's under martial law,Rock and roller cola wars, I can't take it anymore

We didn't start the fireIt was always burningSince the world's been turningWe didn't start the fireNo we didn't light itBut we tried to fight itWe didn't start the fire

But when we are goneWill it still burn on, and on, and on, and on

9. Penny Lane The Beatles

Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographsOf every head he's had the pleasure to have knownAnd all the people that come and goStop and say hello

On the corner is a banker with a motorcarThe little children laugh at him behind his backAnd the banker never wears a macIn the pouring rain...Very strange

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyesThere beneath the blue suburban skiesI sit, and meanwhile back

In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglassAnd in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen.He likes to keep his fire engine cleanIt's a clean machine

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyesFour of fish and finger piesIn summer, meanwhile back

Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundaboutA pretty nurse is selling poppies from a trayAnd though she feels as if she's in a playShe is anyway

Penny Lane the barber shaves another customerWe see the banker sitting waiting for a trimThen the fireman rushes inFrom the pouring rain...Very strange

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyesThere beneath the blue suburban skiesI sit, and meanwhile backPenny Lane is in my ears and in my eyesThere beneath the blue suburban skies...Penny Lane.

10. We Cant Make It Here James McMurtry

Vietnam Vet with a cardboard signSitting there by the left turn lineFlag on the wheelchair flapping in the breezeOne leg missing, both hands freeNo one's paying much mind to himThe V.A. budget's stretched so thinAnd there's more comin' home from the Mideast warWe can't make it here anymore

That big ol' building was the textile millIt fed our kids and it paid our billsBut they turned us out and they closed the doorsWe can't make it here anymore

See all those pallets piled up on the loading dockThey're just gonna set there till they rot'Cause there's nothing to ship, nothing to packJust busted concrete and rusted tracksEmpty storefronts around the squareThere's a needle in the gutter and glass everywhereYou don't come down here 'less you're looking to scoreWe can't make it here anymore

The bar's still open but man it's slowThe tip jar's light and the register's lowThe bartender don't have much to sayThe regular crowd gets thinner each day

Some have maxed out all their credit cardsSome are working two jobs and living in carsMinimum wage won't pay for a roof, won't pay for a drinkIf you gotta have proof just try it yourself Mr. CEOSee how far 5.15 an hour will goTake a part time job at one of your storesBet you can't make it here anymore

High school girl with a bourgeois dreamJust like the pictures in the magazineShe found on the floor of the laundromatA woman with kids can forget all thatIf she comes up pregnant what'll she doForget the career, forget about schoolCan she live on faith? live on hope?High on Jesus or hooked on dopeWhen it's way too late to just say noYou can't make it here anymore

Now I'm stocking shirts in the Wal-Mart storeJust like the ones we made before'Cept this one came from SingaporeI guess we can't make it here anymore

Should I hate a people for the shade of their skinOr the shape of their eyes or the shape I'm inShould I hate 'em for having our jobs todayNo I hate the men sent the jobs awayI can see them all now, they haunt my dreamsAll lily white and squeaky cleanThey've never known want, they'll never know needTheir sh@# don't stink and their kids won't bleedTheir kids won't bleed in the da$% little warAnd we can't make it here anymore

Will work for foodWill die for oilWill kill for power and to us the spoilsThe billionaires get to pay less taxThe working poor get to fall through the cracksLet 'em eat jellybeans let 'em eat cakeLet 'em eat sh$%, whatever it takesThey can join the Air Force, or join the CorpsIf they can't make it here anymore

And that's how it isThat's what we gotIf the president wants to admit it or notYou can read it in the paperRead it on the wallHear it on the windIf you're listening at allGet out of that limoLook us in the eyeCall us on the cell phoneTell us all why

In Dayton, OhioOr Portland, MaineOr a cotton gin out on the great high plainsThat's done closed down along with the schoolAnd the hospital and the swimming poolDust devils dance in the noonday heatThere's rats in the alleyAnd trash in the streetGang graffiti on a boxcar doorWe can't make it here anymore

Surveillance-Related Songs & Poems1. Party At The NSA YACHT

Did you read my mail again?How do you find the time?I lost my signal yesterday,But it was never mine.

We dont need no privacy.What do you want that for?Dont you think itll spoil our funIf you let that whistle blow?

P-P-P-Party at the NSA,Twenty, twenty, twenty-four hours a day!

There is a rainbow at the end of every P-R-I-S-M.

Be careful where you look today,Careful what you share.Were gonna make history.But it wont know were there.

The world looks stranger when you lookThrough electronic eyes.Theres a place in the Beehive StateWhere the network goes to die.

P-P-P-Party at the NSA,Twenty, twenty, twenty-four hours a day!

2. Neighborhood Watch Dilated Peoples

No questionsI pledge resistance to the grassThat hides the snakes of AmericaSo they watch it, now I walk with cautionMore careful put more thought to optionsIs the opposite of progress CongressFrom the school to the street we're beyond stressBut I fight for peace, that's what the problem isWar is big biz, ask an economistSpeak in volumes callin' anti-war and anti-American synonymousBack in the day I would've gotten black listed just for speakin' upHoover probably would've screamed CommunistI want black and brown unityBut cats get out to bring the jail to the communityFightin's nothin' new to meI even corrected what the public school system tried to do to meHere's a spark encoded in rhyme and love for everyone of the devoted in lineWe call it art, some call it a crimeIt's the rap Michael Moore, like Bowling for ColumbineOn drums, Fahrenheit, 9-1-1Al Qaeda hit the Apple and the world was stunnedThe villain trained by the hero for the killingNow you twist $20 bills to see buildingsUnder heavy surveillanceThey might call you a traitor if you want something greaterDon't get me wrong, America's a great place to liveJust listen to the knowledge I giveIf more than half the budget goes to military spendingLess than half goes to whatever it's defendingOne nation, many gods, individuals with libertiesAnd justice for all who are miserable

3. Louder Than A Bomb Public Enemy

This style seems wildWait before you treat me like a stepchildLet me tell you why they got me on file'Cause I give you what you lackCome right and exactOur status is the saddestSo I care where you at, blackAnd at home I got a call from Tony RomeThe FBI was tappin' my telephoneI never live aloneI never walk aloneMy posses always ready, and they're waitin' in my zoneAlthough I live the life that of a residentBut I be knowin' the scheme that of the presidentTappin' my phone whose crews abusedI stand accused of doing harm'Cause I'm louder than a bombC'mon C'mon louder etc...

I am the rock hard trooperTo the bone, the bone, the boneFull grown - consider me - stoneOnce again andI say it for you to knowThe troop is always ready, I yell 'geronimo'Your CIA, you see I ain't kiddin'Both King and X they got ridda' bothA story untold, true, but unknownProfessor Griff knows..."I ain't no toast"And not the braggin' or boastin' and plusIt ain't no secret why they're tappin' my phone, althoughI can't keep it a secretSo I decided to kick it, yoAnd yes it weighs a tonI say it once againI'm called the enemy - I'll never be a friendOf those with closed minds, don't know I'm rapidThe way that I rap itIs makin' 'em tap it, yeahNever servin 'em well, 'cause I'm an un-TomIt's no secret at allCause I'm louder than a bomb

Cold holdin' the loadThe burden breakin' the moldI ain't lyin' denyin', 'cause they're checkin' my codeAm I buggin' 'cause they're buggin' my phone - for informationNo tellin' who's sellin' out - power buildin' the nation so...Joinin' the set, the point blank targetEvery brothers inside - so least not, you forget, noTakin' the blame is not a waste, here tasteA bit of the song so you can never be wrongJust a bit of advice, 'cause we be payin' the price'Cause every brother mans lifeIs like swingin' the dice, right?Here it is, once again this isThe brother to brotherThe Terminator, the cutter

Goin' on an' on - leave alone the grownGet it straight in '88, an' I'll troop it to demonstrateThe posse always ready - 98 at 98My posse come quick, because my posse got velocityTappin' my phone, they never leave me aloneI'm even lethal when I'm unarmed'Cause I'm louder than a bomb

'Cause the D is for dangerousYou can come and get some of thisI teach and speakSo when its spoke, it's no jokeThe voice of choiceThe place shakes with bassCalled one for the trebleThe rhythm is the rebelHere's a funky rhyme that they're tappin' onJust thinkin' I'm breakin' the beats I'm rappin' onCIA FBIAll they tell us is liesAnd when I say it they get alarmed'Cause I'm louder than a bomb

4. Somebodys Watching Me Rockwell

Who's watching?Tell me who's watchingWho's watching me?

I'm just an average man, with an average lifeI work from nine to five; hey hell, I pay the priceAll I want is to be left alone in my average homeBut why do I always feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone, and

I always feel like somebody's watching meAnd I have no privacyWoh, I always feel like somebody's watching meTell me is it just a dream?

When I come home at nightI bolt the door real tightPeople call me on the phone I'm trying to avoidWell, can the people on TV see meOr am I just paranoid?

When I'm in the showerI'm afraid to wash my hair'Cause I might open my eyesAnd find someone standing therePeople say I'm crazyJust a little touchedBut maybe showers remind me of"Psycho" too muchThat's why

I always feel like somebody's watching meAnd I have no privacyWoh, I always feel like somebody's watching meWho's playing tricks on me?

Who's watching me?I don't know anymoreAre the neighbors watching?Who's watching?Well, it's the mailman watching me, and I don't feel safe anymoreTell me who's watchingOh, what a mess I wonder who's watching me now(Who?) the IRS?

I always feel like somebody's watching meAnd I have no privacyWoh, I always feel like somebody's watching meTell me it is just a trick

I always feel like somebody's watching meAnd I have no privacyWoh, I always feel like somebody's watching meWho's playing tricks on me?

I always feel like somebody's watching meWoh, I always feel like somebody's watching meTell me it can't beI always feel like somebody's watching me

5. Hey Big Brother Rare Earth

Hey, big brother, as soon as you arriveYou better get in touch with the people, big brotherBetter get them on your side, big brotherAnd keep them satisfied

Welcome to the beat of the city streetWalk on now and don't be shyTake a closer look at the people you meetAnd notice the fear in their eye, yeahWatchin' the time passin' by

Hey, big brother, as soon as you arriveYou better get in touch with the people, big brotherBetter keep them on your side, big brotherKeep them satisfied

Focus your eye on the filthy skyJust as far as you can seeEverybody's gettin' kinda tired of waiting'Cause nobody wants to cry, yeahAnd nobody wants to die

Hey, big brother, as soon as you arriveYou better get in touch with the people, big brotherAnd get them on your side, big brotherAnd keep them satisfied

Now that you've got the pictureWhat you going to do?Now that you've got the pictureWhat you going to do?

Hey, big brotherI know you're out there somewhereIf we don't get our thing togetherBig brother will be watching us

He ain't gonna get meAre you gonna let him get you?He'll never get me, he'll never get me, noBig brother's comingNo, he'll never get me, no, no, no, no

Hey big brotherHey big brother, yeah yeah yeahHey big brotherHey big brotherHey big brother, yeah

6. Every Breath You Take The Police

Every breath you takeEvery move you makeEvery bond you breakEvery step you takeI'll be watching you.

Every single dayEvery word you sayEvery game you playEvery night you stayI'll be watching you.

Oh can't you seeYou belong to me?How my poor heart aches with every step you take.

Every move you makeEvery vow you breakEvery smile you fakeEvery claim you stakeI'll be watching you.

Since you've gone I've been lost without a trace.I dream at night, I can only see your face.I look around but it's you I can't replace.I feel so cold, and I long for your embrace.I keep crying baby, baby, please...

Oh can't you seeYou belong to me?How my poor heart aches with every step you take.

Every move you makeEvery vow you breakEvery smile you fakeEvery claim you stakeI'll be watching you.

Every move you makeEvery step you takeI'll be watching you...

I'll be watching you

7. Watching You Saxon

Have you ever had the feelingSomeone's watching youListening to everything you saySatellite surveillanceCreeping high above us allWatching every little thing you do

'Cause they're watching youThey're watching meInvasion of your privacy

There is no place really left to hideEverything's in viewCan you see the writings on the wallWe live inside a fish eye lensThere's nothing they can't seeCan you feel them staring in at you (yeah)

They're watching youThey're watching meInvasion of your privacy

They're watching youThey're watching meInvasion of your privacy(Come on)

There's a lens on every cornerNo one hides from viewWho's behind the cameraNo one has a clue

Are we getting paranoidOr is it really trueIs the camera zooming in on cueTake the shot, roll the filmThere's nothing more to sayIt does no good we'll never get away (yeah)




Watching youThey're watching meThey're watching youThey're watching meThey're watching youWatching you

8. Lets Impeach The President Neil Young

Let's impeach the President for lyingAnd misleading our country into warAbusing all the power that we gave himAnd shipping all our money out the door

Who's the man who hired all the criminalsThe White House shadows who hide behind closed doorsThey bend the facts to fit with their new storiesOf why we have to send our men to war

Let's impeach the President for spyingOn citizens inside their own homesBreaking every law in the countryBy tapping our computers and telephones

What if Al Qaeda blew up the leveesWould New Orleans have been safer that waySheltered by our government's protectionOr was someone just not home that day?

Flip - FlopFlip - FlopFlip - FlopFlip - Flop

Let's impeach the president for hijackingOur religion and using it to get electedDividing our country into colorsAnd still leaving black people neglected

Thank god he's cracking down on steroidsSince he sold his old baseball teamThere's lots of people looking at big troubleBut of course our president is clean.

Thank God

9. Electric Eye Judas Priest

Up here in spaceI'm looking down on you.My lasers traceEverything you do.You think you've private livesThink nothing of the kind.There is no true escape

I'm watching all the time.I'm made of metalMy circuits gleam.I am perpetualI keep the country clean.

I'm elected electric spyI protected electric eye.Always in focusYou can't feel my stare.I zoom into youYou don't know I'm there.I take a pride in probing all your secret movesMy tearless retina takes pictures that can prove.

Electric eye, in the skyFeel my stare, always there's nothing you can do about it.Develop and exposeI feed upon your every thoughtAnd so my power grows.Protected. Detective. Electric eye.

10. Cloud of Mexico Pork Robert Pinsky

Too easy to laugh at the list of trigger wordsIn the Analysts Security Binder as revealedBy a Freedom of Information Act lawsuit. A website smirks at Mexico & Pork & CloudAmid Al Quaeda (all spellings), Hazmat,Enriched, Interstate, Nitrate and Phishing.

Delicious, unkosher, dark, vague, the CloudOf Mexico Pork threatens our borders.Experts will improve the list, the logarithms,

Adapting meanings to effective analysis beyondEffective and affective. Adopt and adapt.SurveillanceFrench for watching over

Preceded the apprehension of who becameThe Disappeared. Their infant children, adoptedWere raised by Intelligence Officers as their own.

If I were a contemporary poet Id makeA poem consisting entirely of that list.Random, Shale. Repurposed, Information.

From: https://www.bostonreview.net/forum/poems-surveillance/robert-pinsky-cloud-mexico-pork

Non-Song ChallengesTongue Twisters

Betty Botter had some butter, "But," she said, "this butter's bitter. If I bake this bitter butter, It would make my batter bitter. But a bit of better butter, That would make my batter better." So she bought a bit of butter Better than her bitter butter And she baked it in her batter; And the batter was not bitter. So 'twas better Betty Botter Bought a bit of better butter.

Ned Nott was shot and Sam Shott was not. So it is better to be Shott than Nott. Some say Nott was not shot. But Shott says he shot Nott. Either the shot Shott shot at Nott was not shot, Or Nott was shot. If the shot Shott shot shot Nott, Nott was shot. But if the shot Shott shot shot Shott, Then Shott was shot, not Nott. However, the shot Shott shot shot not Shott, but Nott.

A tree-toad loved a she-toad Who lived up in a tree. He was a two-toed tree-toad, But a three-toed toad was she. The two-toed tree-toad tried to win The three-toed she-toad's heart, For the two-toed tree-toad loved the ground That the three-toed tree-toad trod. But the two-toed tree-toad tried in vain; He couldn't please her whim. From her tree-toad bower, With her three-toed power, The she-toad vetoed him.

Mr. See owned a saw. And Mr. Soar owned a seesaw. Now, See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw Before Soar saw See, Which made Soar sore. Had Soar seen See's saw Before See sawed Soar's seesaw, See's saw would not have sawed Soar's seesaw. So See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw. But it was sad to see Soar so sore just because See's saw sawed Soar's seesaw.

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